don't know why you can't buy wine 'round here

daddy on his John Deere, brand new in '96Beside

1 - Erik say you wanna throw a knuckle

day starts with a coffee and ends with a

wait to ride out of that one horse townDidn't

Prevost heading down to Alabam' (Alabam')I got a three-night

a junked out joint off a backroadA blinkin' window

Her day starts with a coffeeAnd ends with a wineTakes forever

here, fast is how the grass growsLost is what

the sun setting down on the grass and the

1: Post got a guy to sight in my

1: Carly Pearce, all on me, it's my mistakeI

It was where my mama sat on that old swing with

got skinned-up kneesGrass stains on their jeansDirt on their

pick yourself up, dust yourself off, they say it

handed me the keys and knew I'd take some

I know you didn't mean it when you said

an old route two-laneTaking out past where the radio

cold beer is what we came in here forOne

walks inOrders up a round, how you been?My old